Bread-and-Butter pudding.

You might have missed the publicity for the Dorstone Pudding Event.  A shame.  Imagine a long table in a village hall, piled high with desserts, waiting to be judged by the hall’s participants, armed with spoons and bowls, as they nestled into the queue to get a taste of each.  We – the community choir… Continue reading Bread-and-Butter pudding.

Our Dog the Drama Queen

Did you ever have a dog that feigned disability? We did. When growing up in India we had a cocker spaniel named Tuffy (because, my sister said, he was all black except for a white “tuff” at his throat.) Distemper shot. When a puppy, my doctor-Dad ordered distemper vaccine from the USA and administered it… Continue reading Our Dog the Drama Queen

March

     March Storm.  On a recent morning walk, a passenger jet prepared to land on my head. It didn’t. And it wasn’t. It was only the wild wild wind thrashing the trees– spraying the raindrops into showers of rainbows in the surprising, intermittent sunshine. The fierce roar was intense. Sometimes I was hustled along,… Continue reading March

Keeping A Journal

Me: [Ending a telephone conversation]: It will be so good to see you.  I thought I’d make fish pie.” Prospective visitor: “Yes.  You made that the last time we came.” Me: I did? PV: Uh-huh. It was good. (vaguely) It was good. A storage of memories Keeping a journal will prevent YOU from having such… Continue reading Keeping A Journal